"Come, cast a spell to open the small Qiankun bag!"

"Can you catch your breath?"

"Do you have a last word to tell? Are there relics that need to be disposed of? I am an honest and reliable Xiaolangjun, as long as you explain, I will keep it and help you deliver it! ”

"Don't hum, but respond!"

Holding the small Qiankun bag of the Buddha's hidden things, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that he had got the chicken ribs.

If it is not unlocked by the owner, this kind of treasure belongs to a dead thing after it is locked, and it is difficult to open it after being locked.

Any act of violence against hidden treasures will result in nothing.

He felt the weight of the Buddha's small Qiankun bag, and sprinkled another Tai Halal technique down, and then continued to urge the Buddha to open the small Qiankun bag.

"That's ...... You turn my head over first, and then I ...... In order to speak normally! ”

On the ground, the Buddha's body squirmed slightly, signaling that his face was still lying on the ground.

"Your head is hairless, there is blood and mud on it, I can't tell the front and back of your head at all!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied stupidly.

He turned the Buddha over and looked at the other party's hands again, only to feel that the Buddha's hands seemed to be reversed.

"It's not the other way around, it's the metacarpal bone that is broken!"

The Buddha was facing the sky, his lips were covered with blood, and he murmured slightly, preventing Zhang Xuezhou from wanting to straighten his arm.

His body trembled, and he felt as if he had been slashed by a thousand knives.

A normal great cultivator would not end up like him if he used his supernatural powers, but what the Buddha possessed was not an ordinary supernatural power.

And the opportunity he was asking for was not to seek an opportunity to break through the cultivation realm, but to use his supernatural powers normally, so as not to get this kind of end where he was almost dying of death after using it once.

For the Buddha, his supernatural power is no different from ending up together.

If it weren't for Zhang Xuezhou's greed for the treasures he possessed and the continuous use of spells to treat him and extend his life, the Buddha felt that he had swallowed his breath.

"I'll tell you in advance, I didn't hit the wolf demon with my magic weapon, but I also saved your life, you still have to pay me," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Get paid!"

Buddha Zi responded with a low pant.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and the Buddha felt that he couldn't bargain at all with his current appearance.

As long as the other party can save his life, even if the previous thing is messed up, the Buddha can also pay him.

Buddha is not a bad person, but he feels that although there is a difference in the flow of things, it is good that the result is not different.

In the envisioned process, he and Zhang Xuezhou cooperated to kill the wolf demon, and the two were safe, but the final result was that the wolf demon died, and he was rescued by Zhang Xuezhou.

The former has a lower price to pay, while the latter has an extremely high physical cost.

But in the end it was they who survived.

They won and survived, and the wolf demon lost.

Except that he was unable to hunt down and kill the prince of the murderous country, which led to the failure of possible opportunities, there was no difference in the current result.

The Buddha felt that as long as his body was normal, he could honor the reward he had received before.

"What, you still want your body to get back to normal?"

Buddha felt that there was nothing wrong with his thoughts, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that the other party's ideas were too much.

His essence blood was drained by the ghost chain, and it was a lot of effort to fly, let alone continue to cast spells.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he couldn't insist on casting spells, and it was impossible for him to let the Buddha's body return to normal, and at night, he couldn't treat the Buddha.

"My current situation is like this" Zhang Xuezhou persuaded: "I'm just a little garbage, how can I have the ability to save you, you see what treasures need to be scattered, and what treasures and wealth need to be handed over to your relatives and friends, as long as you pay well enough, I can send you back from a long distance." ”

"You need to heal me," the Buddha whispered.

"My body has been drained of essence and blood, and my cultivation is also low, and it is extremely difficult to cast spells, this kind of spell can only be released three or five times" Zhang Xuezhou persuaded: "I can find a good location for you to burn the corpse, or you can specify the direction yourself, and keep it to help you burn it beautifully and cleanly, if you have a need for chanting, you can also ask me, but if you read it again, I can also remember it seven or eight times, and it is not ashamed to recite it." ”

"I want to live!"

The Buddha's eyes widened.

He had his whole life in his mind.

He was just an ordinary commoner of the Mauryan Dynasty, but the black nuclear foreign object on his forehead changed his life.

He didn't know where that foreign object came from, it was the murderous object that killed his mother when he was born, and it was also the murder weapon that accidentally lost control and killed his father when he was young, and when it was discovered by the Buddha of the Western Religion, it became a holy object with natural powers.

From a homeless child who lost his mother and father to a Western Buddhist son, the reason for all this is simply because of the black core that grows in his forehead.

He hated this black core, and cut the skin and dug the core with a knife several times, but he finally had to rely on this foreign object to survive in the cultivation of Western religions.

And when he stepped into the supernatural realm, everything changed.

Not only did the Buddha guide him, but the sect leader also canonized him as a Buddha.

"If you want to unlock the power of this Divine Power Fruit, and if you want to know the origin of this Divine Power Fruit, you will keep going east, until one day when you are tired, you will calm down and wait for the opportunity!"

The Master's words still echoed in my ears.

And the Buddha has been quiet here for three years, and he has been waiting for three years.

But the chance didn't wait, he was going to die.

For the first time, he wondered if the powerful Master was speaking correctly, if he was really omnipotent as mentioned in the teachings.

In the gray eyes, countless contents in the Buddha's mind kept floating.

He felt the powerlessness of Zhang Xuezhou's spell casting, and his unwillingness to his fate flashed in his mind, and the blood and qi in his body seemed to have condensed into evil qi.

"Wow, don't ask for Bilibili, don't want Savayeli for eggs......"

In the low chanting voice, the Buddha was unwilling to live and die, but he seemed to see through life and death.

"Wow, don't ask for Bilibili, don't want Savayeli for eggs......"

By his side, Xuezhou felt that the Buddha had finally figured it out, and he also opened his mouth to follow the recitation.

He remembered that it was a scripture that the monks recited by burning corpses.

For him, even if the language is special, as long as he has had contact in advance, he can more or less remember seven or eight percent of the recitation if the length is not too long.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was no problem in reciting scriptures for the Buddha's corpse.

"Possessed by the Spirit!"

At the end of the recitation, the content of the Buddha's mouth is finished, and several words are transformed.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou with wide gray eyes, and Zhang Xuezhou shrank back after recovering slightly.

He collapsed, as if he had given up the last of his struggles.

But at the same time, Zhang Xuezhou only felt a little more strange feeling on his body.

"You got on me?"

The body could still be controlled, but Zhang Xuezhou felt a certain feeling of condensation.

It was like he was stuck in a quagmire and walking forward.

His head came back to his senses, and he glanced up and down his body, his mouth opening unnaturally.

"You didn't lie to me, the mana in your body is really so poor that it is difficult to cast spells!"

The voice of the Buddha's confirmation came, which made Zhang Xuezhou frown, but his brows were quickly expanded by the Buddha.

"Don't think I'm harming you, trying to rob your body, my body can't move to cast spells, I can only temporarily borrow your body to open the small Qiankun bag, this is a huge price for me" The Buddha opened his mouth with the help of Zhang Xuezhou's mouth: "And after I possess it, I will give you the blood essence to replenish the essence and blood, which can ensure that the future troubles are eliminated to the greatest extent!" ”

"At what cost to you?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"I will lose half of my divine consciousness and mental power, and my cultivation will fall from the Divine Ability Realm, and the difficulty of breaking through the realm will increase significantly!"

"And at what cost me?" Zhang Xuezhou asked again.

"There will be residual breath in your body, and the conflict with my residual consciousness will last for a long time, but you will also be taken care of by my divine consciousness and mental power, and it will be much easier to break through the fourth realm in the future, which is an advent spell that can only be used by the Buddha when he dies, and it will not harm your life."

The Buddha muttered.

Even if his current strength has suffered a heavy blow, and even his body is broken, his current ability in some aspects is obviously stronger than Zhang Xuezhou.

But when he wanted to forcibly take over the control of Zhang Xuezhou's body to cast a spell, he felt that the escaped divine thoughts collided with Zhang Xuezhou's consciousness source.

A screaming duck sound also broke into the Buddha's thoughts.

(End of chapter)